Page 12 of Uncovering Love: The Wedding

“Now,thatI can guess.”

“Jon! I’m home!” Kate calls through their apartment.

“Speak of the devil,” he grumbles.

I shake my head and try not to laugh. “You mean the mother of your child.”

“And love of my life, but all three titles work.”

Kate’s big belly pushes through the open doorway and a smile lights up her face. “Oh, hey, Evie. You’re working late.”

“Yeah, Tate’s at the club so I wasn’t in a rush. I’ll get out of here and let you two have your space. I wanted to get a lead on the woman we saw Drew with.” I detach my laptop from the charger and tuck it inside my bag.

“You mean whore.” She scoffs and her smile sours.

“Kate!” I say.

“What?” She shrugs and then rubs her hands over her belly. “That’s what I’m calling her until you have a name.”

Jon blows out a breath. “Well, we have a name.”

“I’ll stick with whore. And you don’t have to rush out, Evie. I’m starving. Maybe we can go grab something so we’re not subjected to Jon’s healthy cooking.”

“You love it.” He winks at her.

Her smile meets his. “I do, but I’m craving something greasy and fried. Or chocolate. Maybe we can get dessert too.”

“Whatever makes you happy, babe.”

“Speaking of things that make me happy, did you see the names I texted you earlier?” Her eyebrows lift.

I perk up in my chair, eager to hear if they’ve made any progress. The two agree on almost nothing. It’s a miracle they get along as well as they do.

“Those were baby names? Shit. I thought those were the band names your studio photographed last month?”

“They were, but I was going through proofs with Jason today and it hit me that they’d be great names!”

Jon pulls out his cell, the crease along his brow deepening with every suggestion, “Bain. Crescent. Kingdom. Rise. What the fuck?”

“Language.” Kate, the sailor mouth amongst women, raises her eyebrows at Jon.

“The baby cannot make out words, and you cuss all the time,” Jon argues, but when her features don’t move from their disappointed scowl, he concedes. “Fine!” Gaze back on his phone, he continues reading aloud. “Alice. Now that’s at least normal. A little girl named Alice ... that I could do.”

“Actually, I was thinking for a boy’s name.” She claps once.

“I still can’t believe you two decided to wait to find out the gender of the baby.” I say with a shake of my head. Jon nods but I catch Kate’s relaxed smile force for just a second before she turns around.

“I’m starving!” She disappears inside their bedroom without a glance back. “Get your shit, Evie. Let’s go!”

My brows rise and I sling my bag over my shoulder, slipping on my Chucks before my crazy best friend returns. My eyes are wide and full of shock when I turn to whisper to Jon, “She totally knows!”

Kate rushes back, poking her head into the room. “This preggo woman wants food! No time for chit chat.” She snaps and then stomps to the front door.

Jon winks at me and whispers, “I know she does,” before shouting after Kate, “Babe, bring me back something!”

I follow Kate outside and before she closes the door she yells back, “’Kay, Army.”

We get into Kate’s Acura and she cranks the top forty pop as she turns the corner. “What do you feel like eating?” she shouts above the music.

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